Friday, 22 July 2011

THIRTY AND EIGHT YEARS.

Thirty and eight years

Had he been

Sitting out on the porch

One of the five at the pool

Sitting and waiting

Waiting endlessly for an angel

One who will stir the waters

That he might step in

Just in time to be healed



Thirty and eight years sat he

Never for once had he entered

Into the pool

"I have nobody" was all he said

Why not wait in the pool

For the angel

Why wait sitting out on the porch

"Never has such been done" he replied

"All I need is someone to help me"



Thirty and eight years waited he

For one who would never come

But thirty and eight years came He

The One who would come

The One walked up to him

And he was healed

Oh how Mercy found him



Thirty and eight years spent he

Waiting and wasting

Until Mercy found him

But thirty and eight years

Wouldn't have been

If he had stirred the waters

Thirty and eight times

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